Charlie, you are quite the handsome boy!

He came to me with the name and I've grown used to it. He's a mush with me but disappears when anyone else comes in. When I lived in a big house, he used to run to the attic. Now in an apartment he runs to the linen closet. (Second shelf is his).

Welcome, welcome to Picato, Charlie!! I also had a cat name Charlie, who belonged to our neighbors, but decided to adopt us and lived with us for many, many years!

Hi Charlie, you're a cutie. My first cat was named Charlie.